if this is a test
it's the kind i can't pass.
stripped to the waist
we hold our breath
cover our eyes
so we don't know the secret.
the nights you could cope
your intentions were gold
but the mountains will shake.
i need to know I can still make explosions on the day you wake up
needing somebody that you've learned.
it's okay to be afraid
but it will never be the same
another time
if you never.
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